Feelings and Hate!

[niju]

Niju had finally decided that she really, really hated being an Android.
Her blood curdling, she clenched her hands in her fists, shoving them in her pockets to hide them away from the other pathetic people around her. Her energy was murderous, hence the wide berth that most Androids left around themselves. Furiously, with eyes flashing as bright as a cat, she wheeled around on the unsuspecting people that floated around her. They flinched back as her voice was low and dangerous, showing her current mood.

“Look here People!,” she said, “Get out of my way, I don't want to show you how one person can out shine the masses! Anyone and everyone who steps up to me I will slaughter them!" An eerie smirk crawled over to her lips, “Oh, and anyone who gets in my way will meet my fist first, ‘kay? So don’t mess with me, unless you want to be disembowelled and fucking castrated.”

With that threat lingering in the air, the Android disappeared with determined, yet uneasy faces. A furious Niju was not a good Niju to face. Ever.Taking in a deep breath, she landed neatly on a pavement, her uniform billowing slightly in the breeze. What had She been thinking? Niju knew even herself that she was in no condition to be around others. She gritted her teeth. Not only was she still amid a serious depression, but she knew of her concerns of… that.

A hand flew up to the side of her face, her head suddenly throbbing. Oh yes, that. The little freakin pest that had taking up residence in her head. She was certain she was developing some kind of whack-job split personality, and her creater himself had confirmed that she did in his notes, in fact, sense a person inside of her…

A Stupid Android!

It took all of her self restraint not to punch a wall. Niju closed her viridian eyes, trying to find a little peace inside the blackness, but no, she saw a faint outline of that. A growl rumbled in her throat, and her eyes flashed open as she flung herself on a bench, hiding her head in her hands.

I freakin hate this. Damn, damn, damn!

[cerealciller]

Yoko had known that she was on the move again. She had immediately rushed to the Front door of the Dojo and asked that students that were around to tell Toshio she had to leave. Yoko then promptly moved toward the place Niju has gone, where she sensed her emotional energy. There were other people around her, but Yoko didn’t plan on fighting this time. This time, she wanted answers. Niju felt different somehow; the texture of her spirit was different, smoother. Combine that with the fact that her inner hate was getting stronger, and somehow, she felt it would be rewarding to have a good talking.

That, and to see the look on her face when she showed up.

Yoko found her on a bench in town and calmly walked toward her, hiding her power level. She didn’t want to seem in a fighting mood. Of course, if it came to that, so be it, but somehow he didn’t have the same aggression she did when the first meet.

“Evening, Niju. Something…Wrong?”

[niju]

“Evening, Niju. Something…Wrong?”

Her eyes flashed open, muscles tensing uncomfortably as she sat there, rigid for a moment, before she slowly lifted her head up, violet bangs brushing against her cheeks. What the freak? Why the hell was she of all people here? Her breath caught in her throat for a moment, before she frowned slightly.

“What in God’s name do you want?” Her voice sounded awfully distant, though her use of words hadn’t changed a bit. Eyes glowering, she fixated the bastard Alien with a pointed stare.
Wait, she cocked her head to the side. There was something strange, pulsating, and fiery. Her eyes glazed over Yoko's figure, trying to note any changes, but didn’t spot a single one.

Could it be… she chewed on her lip slowly, feeling out with her own power level. Yes, there was something wrong… inside Youkuo perhaps? Much like she had a good side, she had a dark side infested inside her?

She noticed she was staring, and swiftly looked away, her bangs overshadowing her eyes. She hadn’t wanted to bloody see him! Not now, especially not now.

[cerealciller]

"What do I want?

Yoko said with a semi grin. I figure I want the same thing you do! Answers, Right! What did you do to me?! More importantly, what do you think you're doing, changing you're doing taunting people like that? Think you could just run and hide from everyone all of a sudden? Then taunt people."

Yoko then placed her hands on her hips as she looked on at Niju.
She sneered, subconsciously letting loose all the fear and frustration she had inside let a little of her darkness unveil.

"Or do you think that all of a sudden because I sense some humanity in you, and who knows how you came by that, that you'll somehow avoid death? Please! Don't make me laugh! This is simple. I'm a Alien, you're an Android.

I'm not SUPPOSED TO FEEL FEAR IN YOU, OR FEEL EMPATHY TOWARDS YOU! GRRRRR, I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE YOU! I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE TAINTED BY SOME FILTHY INNER HATRED! THE THING IS I DO, I AM MY OWN DEMON!"

She was screaming now, resisting the angry tears that threatened to come to her eyes, and spoke one last pained question.

"...What's different between us, really?"

[niju]

Niju watched her through dull eyes, her hands leaning against her palm. She seemed completely still whilst Youkuo shouted her guts out, and her eyes were trained on her's with emptiness. She listened to Youkou words and ranting carefully. So she was being affected by her demons? It would explain a lot, but she was confused as to how it had happened in the first place.

"...What's different between us, really?"

“How should I know?” She spoke clearly now, leaning back and crossing her legs, placing both hands one on top of another on her knees. “Ever since our little brawl, I’ve been…” her eyes closed, “affected by this entity inside of me. I have no idea what, or who it is, and how all of it has happened.”

She looked at Youkou seriously, her eyes containing that bit of anger. “I don’t want to become like you, Youkou. I don’t have in humanity inside of me.” Her voice rose, “I am not becoming a weak, pathetic, moronic and absolutely revolting creature like you are, Youkou, and never want to be, you hear?” She laughed softly, “I’m getting rid of this problem soon.”

She smirked coldly, twirling a strand of hair round her finger, “And maybe it isn’t so bad being a Android? You could train your powers hell, even become an even stronger being before I kill you.” Her grin formed, malicious, “Hey, cry all you freakin want, since I doubt that going anywhere soon. Maybe you’ll become best friends with him?” She ended on a teasing tone.